Chapter 14: Cosplay: Red‑White Twin Devils?

The bus kept moving forward.

Zhang Hao looked out the window, not knowing when the bus passed a Graveyard.

On both sides of the Road were countless burial mounds, each mound protruding like a small hill; some were marked with tombstones, faintly bearing a portrait of a person.

But because the vehicle was moving and the outside light was poor, only a vague outline could be seen.

Some mounds were sunken, as if something inside had left, unable to support the raised earth.

"Is this Luo Qian's Graveyard?"

Zhang Hao stared outside and recalled Lin Taisheng's record.

He had just boarded near the Thatched Cottage where Lin Taisheng was, and now arrived at the Graveyard.

Could it be that the Luo Ge mentioned by Lin Taisheng is Luo Qian?

But on second thought, it's quite possible.

Among the Seven Elders, the ones surnamed Luo are Luo Qian and Luo Wensong.

Luo Wensong is at the Ghost Post Office, leaving only Luo Qian.

The Seven Elders, the strongest seven of the Republic Era, count as a team, yet the strongest seven could not truly form a single team.

Handling Supernatural Incidents that way would be too inefficient.

Zhang Hao leaned more toward thinking the Seven Elders are like Headquarters commanders.

Zhang Dong is akin to a law‑enforcement captain like Yang Jian, while the other six are ordinary captains.

Thus, when a top‑level Supernatural Incident arises, the Seven Elders act as if the captains have gathered.

And in ordinary times, the Seven Elders also function like captains, leading their own small teams.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hao also recalled.

Zhang Youhong's reincarnation, Hong Jie, also has her own small team, based in a small county town.

So it appears Lin Taisheng is a member of Luo Qian's small team.

That may also explain why the number seven was favored in the Republic Era.

Just as Headquarters, having Twelve Captains, often employs the number twelve when devising measures.

For example, Twelve Rooms, Twelve Chairs, representing the "strongest" twelve individuals.

While Zhang Hao was pondering, the endless Graveyard along the Road suddenly ended, leaving a clearing.

A Road on the clearing led straight up a small hill.

In this dim, lightless world, a hill surrounded by burial mounds held a Wooden Cabin perched there.

The cabin was old and dilapidated, wobbling as if about to collapse, crudely built with wind seeping in from all sides, as if a few kicks would make it fall apart.

"Is that Luo Qian's cabin?"

After noticing, Zhang Hao withdrew his gaze and did not look further.

Just as a Ghost Tamer would avoid attracting a top‑level Fierce Ghost, Zhang Hao also shies away from top‑level Ghost Tamers.

Although Zhang Hao thought his gaze wouldn't draw Luo Qian's attention, he still didn't want to cause trouble.

Half an hour later, the endless Graveyard finally gave way; noticing the change outside, Zhang Hao again surveyed the view.

Ahead of the bus, a city abruptly appeared in the distance.

He didn't know which city it was, but it radiated bright lights visible from afar.

Only after moving further could he confirm it was indeed a city's glow, not an illusion; according to the bus's current trajectory, it was heading into the city.

At that moment he noticed that, on the dim Highway, rows of streetlights had suddenly appeared alongside.

The lights stretched forward and back, illuminating the entire road surface; everything around was crystal clear, the dim, ominous aura gone, and several early‑morning trucks passed by.

"Entering the Reality World?"

Zhang Hao's numb eyes looked out the window. "Seems there's no chance to deal with Xu Feng now."

With that thought, Zhang Hao glanced back at Xu Feng.

Xu Feng, as if sensing, suddenly lifted his head toward Zhang Hao.

Seeing those numb, hollow eyes, Xu Feng's heart tightened.

"No way, this guy is still staring at me?"

Xu Feng felt a bit panicked; this Ghost seemed rather strange.

Clearly, on the bus a Fierce Ghost shouldn't be able to act, yet this thing was still watching him.

Could it be that I unknowingly triggered the other's Killing Rule? It can't be that just because I interrupted the Ghost's Killing last time, that ghost has held a grudge until now.

"Could a Fierce Ghost also hold a grudge?"

Thinking of that speculation, Xu Feng couldn't help chuckling at himself.

Being stared at by that Ghost made him nervous enough to have such a nonsensical thought.

At that moment, the bus pulled up to a Platform.

"Bang~!"

The doors suddenly swung open.

Seeing the twilight‑like sky outside, Zhang Hao didn't hesitate between killing Xu Feng and entering the Reality World.

He grabbed the ghost bride beside him and led her toward the rear door of the carriage.

Watching Zhang Hao and the ghost bride stand, Xu Feng in the back seat let out a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, this Ghost may have stared at me, but it seems to have a more important destination."

"As long as we avoid meeting this Ghost again, there should be no problem."

Not only Xu Feng, but the other Ghost Tamers on the bus also breathed a sigh of relief at the scene.

Although they didn't know the Killing Rule of these two Ghosts, judging by Xu Feng and Lin Bei's behavior, they were clearly not easy opponents.

Two such ghosts sit in the bus; the rear will be very dangerous.

Of course, some are delighted while others are worried.

Not everyone wants to stay on the bus.

This time entering reality, there are also some Ghost Tamers who want to get off.

But looking at Zhang Hao and the Ghost Bride getting off, it is clear this is not a good time.

Continuing to sit and face unknown danger, or getting off together with the two terrifying ghosts, they can still tell which is more dangerous.

At this moment, Zhang Hao and the Ghost Bride have just gotten off.

At the Bus Station, many people are still boarding.

Some people waiting for the bus, due to some unknown influence, took the Spiritual Bus as the one they intended to ride.

Zhang Hao has no intention to warn; sympathy and such do not exist in his logic.

Even though he crossed into a Ghost Slave's body, granting him wisdom that ordinary Ghost Slaves lack, he still wouldn't care about the death of living people.

However, Zhang Hao's lack of intent to kill does not mean others haven't noticed them.

"Whose unlucky child is this? Is this cosplay?"

Someone watches Zhang Hao, dressed in Funeral Clothes, leading the Ghost Bride down from the bus, curiosity in their eyes.

"What's wrong with cosplaying? Cosplaying the Red and White Double Evil is also pretty cool."

Although there is no supposed taboo in the cosplay circle, the Red and White Double Evil instinctively repels many people.

Not to mention anyone actually cosplaying the Red and White Double Evil.

(End of chapter)